The sun is shining brightly, the wind is clear and the clouds are clear.
Warmth spreads in the mountains, driving away the biting cold wave.
Green falcons gather in groups, rummaging for bugs in the forest, tilting their heads and not missing every gap.
The chubby wind unicorn lizard crawled over stupidly, spitting out its long tongue covered with mucus, and snatched food from the blue falcons.
Chirp, chirp.
The angry voice spread into Xiqi's camp along the morning breeze.
The atmosphere of desperation shrouded the camp and lasted for a long time.
The soldiers were busy preparing breakfast, sitting in front of the steaming food, their expressions were particularly solemn and solemn.
Today, Chan Church went to attack the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
If defeated, Xiqi's army can use this to advance straight into Chaoge.
If the battle is defeated, the troops at Sishui Pass are strong and strong, and there are countless strangers and strangers to intercept and teach. If you take advantage of the victory and pursue it, Xiqi's army will be wiped out in a snap.
They clenched their fists nervously and couldn't eat.
In this catastrophe, the power of mortals is as humble as ants, and they are not qualified to determine the direction of the war.
Life and death all depend on the immortal’s thoughts.
"General Nangong, will we win?" The young-looking recruit looked in the direction of Bishui Pass and asked anxiously.
He spoke out the thoughts of his colleagues, making the atmosphere even more depressing.
The fear and worry about defeat made the food in their mouths more bitter.
"What are you afraid of?"
General Nangong put on a fierce look and said loudly: "With Prime Minister Jiang and King Wu Cheng here, we have never been defeated before, and we will definitely win a complete victory this time."
The ferocious General Nangong seemed to bring confidence to everyone, and everyone immediately felt relieved and continued to have breakfast.
"Sigh." General Nangong felt aggrieved. He was born into a general family, and his ancestors were all generals on the battlefield.
When he was a child, the stories his father told about the passionate fighting and the loud shouts of gongs and drums grew the seeds of war in his young heart.
After he turned sixteen, the legacy of the Nangong family was passed on. He joined the army just like his father did when he was young, and firmly held the position of general in countless wars.
But this time, the war seems to have changed.
They turned into drummers waving flags and shouting, numbly following the Prime Minister in his wars.
Those aloof immortals have become key players in the confrontation between the two armies. Their life and death, honor and disgrace, are closely related to the immortals participating in the war.
This seems not to be a real war, but a chess game played by those inscrutable immortals in their free time.
They talked, laughed, and fought, playing with the life and death of tens of thousands of generals in the palm of their hands.
General Nangong had so many thoughts in his mind that he simply put down his bowls and chopsticks and returned to the camp to pack his bags.
At this moment, the young soldier who asked the question came in from outside.
His arms were bulging, and heat was emanating from his collar.
After entering, before General Nangong had time to ask, he took out a small jar of wine from his arms with a smile.
"General Nangong, I just saw that you haven't eaten anything. I think you will be hungry and cold in your body. This small jar of green bamboo shoot wine is my secret. I secretly fed you in the kitchen to warm you up."<
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Bo.
When the cork was opened, the aroma of wine was as deep as the forest. General Nangong became greedy, so he quickly took the jar over and took a big sip.
"It's really good wine, Qu Ning, you kid, you can always come up with something good."
Half an hour later.
The two armies faced each other, and both sides were ready.
The Golden Immortal of Fortune who explains the teachings is full of energy, the clouds of happiness are swaying endlessly, the brilliance of treasures is floating in the clouds, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth is swallowed up.
Green bamboo pavilions, splendid cranes, golden lanterns and colorful clouds appear one after another.
Guangchengzi stood respectfully next to the Kowloon Agarwood Tree, with the Heaven-turning Seal rotating above his head, and the blue pillar of luck reaching into the sky.
Ran Deng's face was gloomy, and a gloomy shadow of a coffin appeared behind him. The smell of decay spread wantonly. Wherever it went, flowers and plants withered, and the earth dried up.
Suddenly, the voice of Yuanshi Tianzun came from the sedan chair.
"Third brother, why are you so crazy and make your disciples come out to die in vain? As saints, we should follow the heavens and realize that it is not easy for living beings to practice cultivation. Let's withdraw from the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation quickly, lest living beings become charred and corpses litter the fields." Yuanshi Tianzun separated.
Wearing bead curtains and speaking softly, looking at the figure on the Kui Niu opposite, I felt filled with emotion.
"Haha, senior brother is really hypocritical. When I attacked Bixiao, why didn't I see the mercy today? The meaning of my Jiejiao existence is to intercept life for living beings. I must give an explanation to those disciples who died in the battle.
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Tongtian looked indifferent, the four swords behind him were constantly fighting, and the fighting spirit tore through the sky.
Behind him, the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was like a giant gluttonous beast, madly swallowing the spiritual power of heaven and earth.
The overflowing gray fog filled the sky, the atmosphere of sorrow and death lingered and condensed, the cold howled, and the wind and snow rushed out, sweeping out.
The five-color treasure light reflected the colorful clouds, and thousands of auspicious clouds were steaming. The disciples of Jiejiao stood in front of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, their eyes full of high-spirited fighting spirit.
Moo~
The cow's braying was so clear that it reached everyone's ears.
Everyone looked up and saw the purple air coming from the east thirty thousand miles away, and the saint Taiqing coming on a green ox.
The boundless blue air flow turned into a river and sea, and the waves were turbulent in the sky. There was a man with a crown like jade, holding a red pole in front of him to lead the way.
"It's Senior Brother Xuandu." Master Taiyi said softly, with a slight smile on his lips. "It seems that Guangchengzi is feeling inferior again."
Keng~
The clashing sound of gold and iron echoed through the sky, golden lotuses surged from the ground, and myriads of rays of light glowed.
The seven-colored brilliance shone brightly, and as the rings jingled, the two saints of the West stepped out of the void, with compassionate eyes and faces filled with suffering.
Behind the two saints, there is a hazy figure, hidden in the green smoke.
The three venerables, Sun, Moon and Star, hurriedly came over, bowed respectfully to the two saints, and then followed the hazy figure.
Yuanshi Tianzun stepped down from the sedan chair and continued to admonish Tongtian with earnest words. "Third brother, the overall situation has been decided. No matter how mysterious the Immortal Killing Formation is, it is no match for the Four Saints. There is still time to make amends. Don't lead your disciples astray." "You are worthy of it. A nest of snakes and rats are colluding together. As saints, they have united together to do such rogue things. I am ashamed to be associated with you." Tongtian saw the four saints coming together, but he didn't know the way inside. All the illusions about the two brothers were shattered, leaving only hatred roaring like a river.
He was so angry that he ignored Yuanshi Tianzun, turned around and said to the disciples behind him.
"The arrogance of Chanjiao is too high. It's really abominable. Before we break the formation, who is willing to go out and win the first victory for us?"
Before he finished speaking, a strong man with a big knife came out from behind.
He is tall and thick-set, with green hair and blue eyes. His upper body is naked and covered with scars and scabs.
The strong man knelt down in front of Tongtian and said in a rough voice.
"Disciple Qing Shi, I am willing to win the first place for my master."